by Writing Shark
Daddy teaches his daughter to be a good little whore
“Daddyyyyy!” Ella flies into your arms, her legs kicking as she gives you a big smooch on the cheek. Then the door closes behind you and your ‘daughter’ greedily sticks her tongue into your mouth. “I missed you soooo much!” She falls more and more into the good little girl the longer you are around her and you thank God for daddy issues.
“There you are little one.” Your hands grope her body and Elle giggles. You can’t make this girl think you have feelings for her and don’t just want her body. “How are you doing?”
“Great!” comes the answer and the girl jumps up and down and lets her small breasts jiggle under the crop top with her cut out stomach. “I’m already awake for a long time.”
“Sorry,” you smile and pat her head. Then you move around the small apartment you bought for starlets like Elle. It’s nothing special but there are many things to protect girls like Elle from. Parents, for example. Boyfriends too. Actually, any influence that gets your horses away from you. And you have the apartments for that. “But I still had something to take care of.”
“Another girl?” You nod and Elle smiles. “Was she good to you?” Her little arms wrap around you from behind as you hum.
“I only came once,” you complain and feel how Elle can barely hold back.
“What? That’s mean, Daddy.” She quickly scurries in front of you. “Can your daughter suck you daddy? Or do you want to fuck me? Daddy can do anything with me,” she smiles mischievously. You fucking her is the best thing that could have happened to the girl. Elle Fanning is all yours.
“Not now, darling,” you smile. “Lyndsy!” you then call loudly into the apartment. Your secretary is immediately in front of you.
“Sir!”
“Where is the girl?” you ask without paying her any further attention. Instead you take Elle by the hand and lead her into the living room where there are still unpacked boxes and items of clothing. And there the girl is sitting. Aubrey, as you remember. Unlike Emma, she still has enough fluids in her body to moisten the leather strap of the ball gag with her tears.
“Lyndsy said Aubrey would be of no use until you looked at her,” Elle murmurs on your hand. “I think that’s mean. I like Aubrey. But Lyndsy said you said that, so it must be true.” Aubrey watches you with panicked eyes as you lean down to Elle.
“You would do anything for me, wouldn’t you, little Elle?” The girl wants to kiss you immediately but you hold her tight.
“Yes, Daddy. Everything.” She is so sweet and can’t imagine what one woman can do to another.
“Lyndsy is right. I bought Aubrey for a reason.”
“Bought? But daddy, at school…”
“School is not a place for girls,” you say. “Intelligent girls learn other things. School just makes girls stupid.”
“Okay, Daddy. I’m sorry.” Elle nibbles on her bottom lip as she processes your words. Then she nods. “Thanks for buying me Aubrey. I like her.”
“I know” you smile. “And I know that you will do anything for me.” You stand up again and push Elle towards Aubrey. “Hurt her.” Of course little Elle is too stupid and looks at you questioningly while Lyndsy is already trained enough and goes to your side.
“Daddy?”
“Hurt her my little angel.” Against the wall, Aubrey begins to whimper and struggle in her bonds. “She is yours and I bought her so that I can teach you that, in the world I am sending you to, there are two classes of women. Whores and victims. There is no other way for women and I don’t want my little angel to be a victim. Girls like Aubrey are victims. But not you, Elle.” Your girl takes a step towards Aubrey who looks at her pleadingly, her eyes overflowing with tears.
“Daddy?” She turns to you. “Can I… Can I be nice to her too? I like her and…”
“Girls like Aubrey are victims Elle,” you say coldly, looking at the tied up girl. Your eyes meet. “You’re too girlish to understand, but Aubrey knows exactly what’s happening here. A victim needs someone to protect her. This is you, Elle. I pay Aubrey good money so that she belongs only to you and in return she will only be touched by the men you allow. This makes you strong Elle. That makes you both strong.” Elle turns to Aubrey and asks the girl if that’s true. Aubrey fixes her eyes on you. Then she nods eagerly. “You can be nice to Aubrey Elle,” you say gently and push the girl further towards her victim. “But not now. First I want you to show me that you are a whore.” Your lips rest on her neck and she feels the warmth of your breath on her neck. “Fuck the victim.”
And Elle approaches Aubrey, who has stopped fidgeting. She carefully takes the ball gag out of her mouth.
“Fuck me, Mistress,” the girl begs immediately, looking at you briefly and then back at Elle. “Hurt me. Please. You own me. Hurt your toy.”
For the next two hours, you watch as Elle Fanning transforms from a confused little girl into an avenging angel from hell who takes bloody revenge on Aubrey for her absent father and cold mother.
“Do you like that, Daddy?” she asks, not for the first time. The big black dildo looks so foreign in her small white hands but there is a healthy blush on her cheeks as she anally rapes Aubrey. Her victim sucks a clear and a blue dildo into her aching mouth at the same time while the long pink double dilso wiggles at both ends in her cunt and is coated in her juices. With all the strength the petite girl can muster, she rapes her newest friend, but if Aubrey could talk she would cheer her on. The girl keeps looking at you and you see it in her eyes. From now on she will only be fucked by you. Slavery under a girl of the same age is a small price to pay to escape the grabbing hands of the executives.
“Yes honey. Good,” you cheer her on while Lyndsy screams and gags around your cock. You’re not gentle either, but here too it was your secretary who, with your permission, pounced on your cock and punished herself. “Pull her hair.
“UH! Thank you, Mistress!” Aubrey screams as Elle grabs her pigtails and rips her head from the two dildos. “Please hurt me more! Show your Daddy we are good girls please!”
“You’re my little piggy now,” Elle laughs, rips the pink and black dildio out of Aubrey’s holes and stuffs the pink double dilso so deep into her dilated ass that the girl has to gag in pain. Then she hits the short end, making it wobble while Aubrey desperately tries to grunt.
“Ride the piggy,” you say, watching as Elle sits on Aubrey’s back and rides the girl up and down in front of you. Tears fall to the floor between Aubrey’s hands but she continues to grunt diligently. “Now use this.” You grab a shoehorn and Elle knows what to do. Aubrey screams and grunts and crawls faster while Elle cheers her on, laughing.
“I like hurting people,” she laughs for you.
“Hurt her soul,” you say, listening as Elle deeply hurts Aubrey in the way only one woman can do to another.
“You deserve this.”
“Yes Mistress. Oink Oink.”
“You’ll never become anything but my little piggie.”
“Oink. Yes Mistress.”
“And Damian saved you.”
“Thank you, Damian. Oink.”
Groaning, you grab Lyndsy’s head, hold it tight and pound her mouth-cunt at a murderous pace. Her whole body stiffens, then you fuck your orgasm deep into her throat, past her tongue straight into her throat. She throws and moans, screams and hammers her hands but your iron grip doesn’t leave her. Then you throw her back and walk towards Elle and Aubrey.
“You’re mine now,” you say to Aubrey, grabbing her hair and forcing her to look at you.
“Yes, sir. Oink Oink.”
“Shut up, piggy. Elle owns you now and you do everything she says.” The girl nods. “I did not lie. You get money and protection from the outside world. I don’t care what happens to your family, you live here now.” Another nod. “Be a good girl and you will achieve what you haven’t achieved before. And with less effort and more reward.” Then you pat her face and look at Elle. “You can be nice to her now, Little One,” you say kindly. “But don’t forget what Aubrey teaches you.”
“I’m a whore daddy,” the young girl smiles. “Piggy, clean up Daddy.” Aubrey walks towards you with Ella on her sweaty back and takes you straight into her mouth while her rider looks around the room. “And where’s the belt now…”
Apparently your daughter wants to be a bad whore for a little longer.
Writing Shark 